Mu Qing 'AI's expression and body movements when she opened her mouth to speak gave off a strong sense of romance.
liancheng yazhi couldn't help but feel disgusted. he seemed to have smelled the rotten smell of the soul hidden under her gorgeous appearance.
That was why Liancheng Yazhi asked mu qingai to stay away from him. He hated the smell.
Even Liancheng Yazhi felt uncomfortable when she was a little closer.
Liancheng Yazhi took two steps back. There was no expression on his face, not even a hint of mockery or disdain.
He had long regarded mu qingai as a passerby who was wasting his time.
Liancheng Yazhi nodded and said expressionlessly, " yes, I'm afraid of you. I'm afraid that there's an unclean disease. What if it spreads to me? "
Mu Qing 'AI's face, which had been smiling coquettishly, suddenly twitched. Her dull eyes were filled with intense hatred.
